At the edge of the square, Ye Ming jumped up, passed through the light curtain, and then stood quietly, after he just fell, in the other direction, a young man in purple, who was about nineteen years old, stepped on a frisbee, and then slammed into the ground.

Bang!

A shallow pit was smashed out of the ground, and the young man jumped down from the frisbee, carrying it with one hand, and looked at Ye Ming with a light smile.

"Who's that guy?

"Chopping the wind, it turned out to be him, his strength is not weak, the peak of the Eight Realms of Aura, he didn't rush back because he was training outside during the challenge last year, otherwise Jing Yiyu's fifth place may not be hers. ”

"So strong, Ye Ming is unlucky!"

"That's not necessarily, Ye Ming and Wang Ba had a battle, although it was a fluke to win, but the strength should not be weak, in short, this battle is absolutely exciting!"

All around, many teenagers were excited, for them, the game ahead was too one-sided, there was no even rivalry at all, and it was not fierce at all.

"Senior Brother Ye, as rumored, you are really young, but I don't think you have experienced any life-and-death battles. ”

On the square, the purple-clothed young man said lightly, compared to the other disciples of the academy, his murderous aura was obviously heavier, and he had obviously practiced more times outside.

"Wu Yuan, I had a battle with him, he is very strong, you are definitely not his opponent, as for your defeat of Wang Ba, I have also heard about it, that battle was mostly a fluke, so I know that even if I defeat you, it doesn't mean anything, I am a little invincible!"

The purple-clothed young man took a step forward, and the golden light between the palms of his hands flashed, as if he was holding two blazing suns.

Looking at the purple-clothed young man with a look of victory, Ye Ming shook his head: "Defeat me first!"

"Hmph, that's for sure!"

The purple-clothed young man said lightly, his body floated away, his hands kept dancing, and one by one golden frisbees condensed by spiritual energy appeared, and then circled around him.

Cha!

When the frisbee crosses over the ground, cracks are immediately cut out of it.

"I've been training outside for too long, and I've developed the habit of fighting rabbits with lions and rabbits, and I still need to go all out, so if you lose and admit defeat by yourself, I don't want to kill you!"

In the distance, the voice of the young man in purple floated in.

"It's unknown who is the rabbit and who is the lion, let's get started!"

Ye Ming moved his neck and walked forward step by step, looking at him, he was walking in the letter without any pressure.

"Hmph, ignorance!"

The purple-clothed young man didn't remind anything anymore, and with a wave of his hands, he saw a golden disc hovering behind him roaring out, and at a glance, it was overwhelming and powerful, and finally formed a huge golden tornado.

Everything is like the temperament of a young man in purple, if you don't make a move, you will do your best.

"Yellow Order Primary-Golden Shatter Seal!"

Looking at the golden tornado that swirled violently in the square, some of the old students were shocked, they knew very well that the tornado was full of golden light frisbees, which could cut through gold and broken stones, and if they were involved, they would be stirred into pieces.

Suddenly, one by one, they stared at the square, trying to find Ye Ming, but unfortunately the golden tornado on the square was whirring, the golden light was dazzling, and the figure could not be seen clearly at all.

"It doesn't seem good to kill people as soon as you come back!"

On the square, the young man in purple shook his head slightly, he couldn't see the figure of the young man, and guessed in his heart that the young man should have been stirred to pieces.

However, as he muttered to himself in his heart, a figure loomed in the golden tornado in front of him, gradually becoming clearer and clearer, and it seemed that the figure seemed to walk through the golden tornado

Yes, it's just walking, not rushing!

Take a stroll!

"How is this possible, although the Golden Sha Seal is a primary spiritual skill, I have already cultivated to the peak stage!"

The purple-clothed young man's pupils widened, and in his disbelief, the figure in the tornado in front of him disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of him.

"Three hundred and twenty-five aura condensed frisbees, constantly circling, thus forming a hurricane tornado, but in fact, not the entire tornado is formed by a frisbee, therefore, you are defeated!"

In front of him, Ye Ming stood lightly, his right hand stretched out, and then the fist speed that could not be caught by the naked eye burst out.

Bang!

With just one punch, the purple-clothed young man felt hit by a giant mountain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body flew upside down, and finally smashed heavily outside the square.

Poof!

After the purple-clothed young man fell to the ground, the golden tornado on the square also exploded, and everything returned to the same as before, there were only traces of being cut by a knife on the ground, only Ye Ming, who was standing, had a natural face, and even his shirt was not damaged.

This scene immediately silenced the entire square.

No one saw how Ye Ming defeated the purple-clothed youth, only saw the golden tornado dazzling, and then the purple-clothed youth flew out of the square.

A trick?

Is it another move to solve the opponent?

One of the disciples asked each other, but no one knew.

Even Wu Yuan frowned slightly, he didn't see it clearly, but the empty winter spirit not far away showed a good-looking smile, and then shrugged his shoulders: "I haven't seen you for a few months, it's a lot stronger." ”

On the high platform, Dean You Yan smiled faintly: "Little guy, good eyesight!"

Of course, he saw it clearly, Ye Ming walked into the tornado before, and hundreds of golden spirits rolled up, and they were all knocked away by him with his fists, so Ye Ming could walk through the tornado like a walk.

As for the dragon scroll's Gangfeng, this had no effect on Ye Ming's powerful body at all.

Several of the top ten inner disciples behind him, everyone's eyes lit up, and they could see it clearly with their cultivation, and many people were surprised at the moment, that young man was only sixteen years old, but his strength was indeed not weak.

"Hehe, Ye Ming, although I forbearance back then, I knew that you were by no means weaker than me!"

The rest of the people were surprised, but Han Lin was used to it, he walked to the academy with Ye Ming back then, and on the way, he knew that that guy was definitely not a small character.

"Ye Ming - win!"

Elder Gu Le's voice came out, he looked at the young man in the square, his eyes became hotter and hotter, what a good flower farmer seedling, he knows everything about spiritual plants, why don't you learn Danfu with me?

On the square, Ye Ming smiled, jumped off the square, and then walked towards the yellow class, there is no doubt that all the senior brothers and junior brothers were surprised, among them, Du Qianning and the others knew that Ye Ming would win, but they didn't expect to win so simply.

And the win was so weird that no one saw it move.

"Handsome guy Ye, my brother admires you so much, how many moves did you make to defeat that guy?" Gao Feng immediately entangled, his face extremely excited.

"I don't know, I didn't count, but if you defeat that guy, just one punch!" Ye Ming said with a smile, with his cultivation, the Eight Realms of Spiritual Qi really didn't look at it.

"A punch?"

All the senior brothers looked at Ye Ming's fist, stunned in their hearts, this fist seems to be small, but the attack power is stronger than the spirit skill?

After Ye Ming's battle, the first round gradually ended, half of the participating disciples were eliminated, and the rest went through the second round of the competition in the afternoon.

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Egg pain and depression, Sanjiang is gone, but the collection, what is recommended is very low-key This chapter was written down hard, and the passion was extinguished by cold water

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